As yours truly inexorably creeps closer to middle age, I have achieved a certain level of acceptance about life. For example:
- I have grown to accept I will never be a millionaire. Money always has been and always will be a concern for me.
- I will never win the Nobel Prize. Not that I have really tried, mind you. I am, by my own admission a colossal UNDERachiever.
- I have pretty much (by)passed all the milestones people hold near and dear. All I have left to do is die— which brings me to the video you just watched.
I would like to take a moment to applaud the New York City Parks Department for awakening me from my existentialist funk by reminding me that I am in no hurry whatsoever to accomplish point #3. In fact, I have never felt so alive as I did this afternoon while patronizing this public lavatory at Jamie Campiz Playground and praying to god* I would not be electrocuted.
Sincerely grateful,
Miss Heather
*Given I am an agnostic this is truly noteworthy.
